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I don’t typically play along with the New Year’s Resolution game but this year, for some reason, I really felt like I needed to get my ducks in a row and formulate a realistic plan for a few things that I want to accomplish in 2016. Here’s what I came up with:

Use my damn Rosetta Stone software and FINALLY learn Spanish. I’ve tried to learn for years and I kick myself every time I go to Mexico (which has become quite frequent lately now that I live in San Diego). I’m not saying I need to be fluent by the end of the year, but I do want to make it more of a priority in my life.

Move to the beach! My husband and I moved to San Diego for that beach lifestyle and even though we only live a couple of miles away, we never go! Parking is always hard but we drink too much to be able to drive there and back anyways and it always feels like a big ordeal. If we live there, I can wake up, walk to the sand with my coffee and my dog, and truly appreciate the amazing city I live in. Our lease is up in a few months, so I’m hoping I can really make this one happen!

WRITE MORE!! I’ve missed doing it and I always feel like I have so much I want to say. You know how many times I wrote on this website in 2015? ZERO. Not one single time. Boo. Never again.

So, there you have it. My (hopefully not too) cliché New Year’s Resolutions. I have so many things I want to write about this year and I’m sure I’ll think of many more as the year unfolds. My disgust for and disappointment in religion has only grown exponentially over the past year and I’m ready to start talking about it again. So, with that being said, I’m excited to be back and I’m genuinely looking forward to it.

It’s been a whole 6 months since I have written anything on this pretty little blog here and I am itching to get back into the groove again. I recently relocated from Colorado to San Diego, CA and am finally at a point in which I feel settled (not to mention MUCH warmer).

I have a whole slew of new post ideas and will definitely be adding to my “Crazy Christianity” and “Ridiculous Religion” series. It’s time to get back to writing and I look forward to coming back in to this blog community.

Sometimes even a good life can get in the way of allowing you to do the things you want to do — like write. More specifically, like me having the time to write about the things I care about. I feel like I have a great life — I have a good job, an amazing husband, the cutest little (I use that term loosely) English Bulldog you have ever seen and I am about to move to arguably one of the most amazing cities in the world, San Diego.

Ahhhh… San Diego. Land of palm trees and beautiful beaches; A city where people would rather ride their bikes or walk as opposed to drive; A city that offers an easy-going lifestyle if you want it and, if you don’t, makes it hard to resist; A paradise where it doesn’t snow, it hardly rains and the weather never ventures far from a perfect 75 degrees farenheit. Ah, yes. I can see myself living there forever.

However, getting there is another story! This move has turned out to be a lot of work!

A LOT!

Ok, any move is typically a lot of work and can be incredibly stressful but on top of this move, my husband is getting out of the Army. So that means the pressure is on both of us to work really hard to find new jobs and make sure that the gap in our income won’t be overwhelmed by our ever-present expenditures. We have been lucky enough to both be given the opportunity to pursue our dream careers but, my husband’s dream job just threw a wrench into our whole plan. They just informed him that he would need to work out of Los Angeles for a while (anyone know how long a “while” is??) before the possibility of transferring down to San Diego is an option. So… that means we will be living in 2 different cities for who knows how long. Oh boy. Sounds like fun. (shoot me)

“Why don’t you just live in LA with your husband while he has to work there and then move to San Diego when he can transfer?” you might be asking me. Because I don’t want to live in LA, that’s why! The plan has always been to end up in San Diego and I am not going to let his employer dictate where/when/how I live EVER again! (yikes, I know)

Call me selfish, but anyone who has ever been married to a person in the military knows that nothing you want ever matters. And I do mean EVER. I want to plant roots, buy a house, HAVE A CAREER and you just can’t do that being married to a serviceman/woman. It’s literally impossible to have any of those things when you are constantly being asked to uproot your life and move to the next military town with no complaints and a smile on your face. So again, call me selfish, but I am sick of following my husband around like a lost sheep. I am ready to start my career and pursue my goals and aspirations. I feel like I have sacrificed a lot already, and I’m not willing to allow myself to possibly resent my husband later on for it. The good thing is, my husband is completely on board with it all. He gets it and he isn’t offended. He wants to support me as much as I want to support him but we both understand that neither of us are budging on the issue and therefore we may have to spend some time living in different cities.

While all of this is floating around in my head, my boss breaks her wrist in 2 places and BAM! I’m putting in overtime at work which has made me too exhausted to apply for jobs which stresses me out even more and AHHHHHHHH!!!!

So, needless to say, I have had a lot on my plate as of late. The problem is, I tend to deal with stress by writing and lately, by studying world religions (it’s comforting to know that when you feel crazy, there is always someone out there that is crazier than you!) and lately I just haven’t had the time to do either one. I do think my nightly glass of wine of wine is helping though…

So, I got to thinking, I have all of these thoughts and opinions and nowhere to really express them. Ok, currently I do live near the Rockies, so technically I could be screaming my thoughts from a tall mountain top in a matter of a 4 hour drive. But, what good would that do? I would end up with a sore throat, probably lose my voice and, let’s be honest, it’s winter and I can’t drive up a mountain in the snow! So, naturally I headed to the blog world. A world that I once had the pleasure of occupying but had since given up on. So here I am, back again like a meal before food poisoning. Although, let’s hope this experience is a little more pleasurable!

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On The Turning Away

On the turning away
from the pale and downtrodden.
And the words they say
which we won't understand,
"Don't accept that what's happening
is just a case of others' suffering
or you'll find that you're joining in
the turning away."
It's a sin that somehow
light is changing to shadow
and casting it's shroud
over all we have known.
Unaware how the ranks have grown,
driven on by a heart of stone.
We could find that we're all alone
in the dream of the proud.
On the wings of the night
as the daytime is stirring.
Where the speechless unite
in a silent accord.
Using words you will find are strange
and mesmerised as they light the flame.
Feel the new wind of change
on the wings of the night.
No more turning away
from the weak and the weary.
No more turning away
from the coldness inside.
Just a world that we all must share.
It's not enough just to stand and stare.
Is it only a dream that there'll be
no more turning away?